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Famous Blue Raincoat

Text písně Famous Blue Raincoat

It's four in the morning
the end of December
I'm writing you now
just to see if you're better
New York is cold
but I like where I'm living
there's music on Clinton Street
all through the evening


I hear that you're building
your little house
deep in the desert
you're living for nothing now
I hope you're keeping
some kind of record


Yes, and Jane came
by with a lock of your hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned to go clear,
did you ever go clear?


On the last time we saw you
you looked so much older
your famous blue raincoat
was torn at the shoulder
you'd been to the station
to meet every train there
you came home
without Lili Marlene


And then you treated my woman
to a flake of your life
and when she came back
she was nobody's wife


Well, I see you
there with a rose in your teeth
one more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's away
she sends her regards


And what can I tell you?
my brother, my killer
what can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you
I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way


If you ever come by here
for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping
and his woman is free


Yes, and thanks
for the trouble you took
from her eyes
I thought it was there for good
so I never tried


And Jane came
by with a lock of your hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned to go clear


Sincerely L. Cohen

					

Leonard Cohen

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